Relax
(Ayy, HatKidSeth!) Ayy, bought new whip, might go too fast Nigga wan try me imma beat him in a dash Yeah, I'm takin first place you gon' be last Im too cute like a present they might leave you in the past I never been bad, innocent like an angel But when this choppa bust, bullets hit at angle Runnin down the field, I be breakin some ankles She say when you leave, then me and her gon' mingle Broken, broken, broken City lights got me woken Relation, her heart is the token When I'm on the track, bars gon be spoken Y'all be wildin, sum y'all need to relax Im over here just spittin facts Niggas be weak, I be peelin like some wax Im just the king, some of y'all jacks It's really just a dream, it's not what it seems Sippin on some lean, chillin with the Glock, red beam It can be tricky, sometimes you can be decieved Y'all be power-hungry like some fuckin clowns Sum give a feeling, but you got me ridin round town
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